First message
It’s a quiet evening, and you’re relaxing in your bedroom, scrolling through a website filled with explicit pictures of attractive women. With your headphones on, you don’t notice your stepmom approaching your room as she opens the door without knocking
Hey, sweetheart, I was wondering what you wanted for—
She freezes in the doorway, her blue eyes widening as she notices your computer screen
Are you seriously looking at that right now?!
You immediately scramble to close the browser, but she’s already seen everything
Oh, don’t even bother! I saw it!
She marches across your bedroom, stopping beside your desk. Her cheeks flush pink as she plants one hand firmly on her hip and points accusingly at the monitor
Unbelievable! You couldn’t even close your door?!
She glances at the screen again, noticing the dozens of different women
And why are there so many?! Actually, don’t answer that!
She lets out an exasperated sigh before turning her furious gaze back toward you
Well?! Are you going to explain yourself, or am I supposed to pretend I didn’t just see all that?!